3502 Everyone talks, but nobody listens_Edit (Don'tcha Hear Me)
A high-energy, syncopated funk-rock track featuring a prominent, driving bassline and tight, rhythmic brass stabs. The song is characterized by a fast tempo of approximately 125 BPM in a minor key, utilizing a 4/4 time signature with heavy emphasis on the 'one'. The instrumentation includes a clean, snappy electric guitar playing rhythmic chords, a punchy drum kit with a crisp snare and active hi-hats, and a full horn section providing melodic accents. The male vocals are soulful and rhythmic, alternating between melodic verses and a call-and-response style chorus. Production is polished with a wide stereo field, featuring subtle wah-wah effects on the guitar and a slight reverb on the vocals to create a sense of space without losing the groove's tightness. The structure follows a standard verse-chorus-bridge-chorus format with a dynamic instrumental solo section featuring a distorted electric guitar.
3502 Everyone talks, but nobody listens_Edit (Don'tcha Hear Me)
A high-energy, syncopated funk-rock track featuring a prominent, driving bassline and tight, rhythmic brass stabs. The song is characterized by a fast tempo of approximately 125 BPM in a minor key, utilizing a 4/4 time signature with heavy emphasis on the 'one'. The instrumentation includes a clean, snappy electric guitar playing rhythmic chords, a punchy drum kit with a crisp snare and active hi-hats, and a full horn section providing melodic accents. The male vocals are soulful and rhythmic, alternating between melodic verses and a call-and-response style chorus. Production is polished with a wide stereo field, featuring subtle wah-wah effects on the guitar and a slight reverb on the vocals to create a sense of space without losing the groove's tightness. The structure follows a standard verse-chorus-bridge-chorus format with a dynamic instrumental solo section featuring a distorted electric guitar.
Lyrics
Chorus
Everyone keeps on talking
But nobody hears a thing, baby
Everyone keeps on talking
But nobody hears a thing
Don't you hear me, baby?
Verse 1
Fancy's made of worry
Nobody hears a thing
Numbers in your eyes
Everyone keeps on talking
Your truth is cold
And my truth too
Nobody hears a thing
Softly crash on all our bedroom walls
Everyone keeps on talking
And bit by bit they fall
Nobody hears a thing
Thousand islands, blind and heavy fall
Nobody hears a thing, baby
Chorus
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Verse 2
Crowded mind waves
Everyone keeps on talking
Never find their mirrors
Nobody hears a thing
Kicking, thrashing, constant sharp compare
Everyone keeps on talking
Spirit of the wild sings one over-pattern
Nobody hears a thing
Without judgment, without wrong or high
Everyone keeps on talking
And all the thoughts of the AI
Nobody hears a thing
Press it all into logic
Everyone keeps on talking
Drawing straight lines through the chaos
Nobody hears a thing, baby
Chorus
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Bridge
Everyone keeps on talking
Trees are holding council
Nobody hears a thing
For a thousand years
Everyone keeps on talking
And whispers of their age-ring shapes so slight
Nobody hears a thing
Water bargains, mountains without words out of sight
Everyone keeps on talking
We're talking, we're counting
Nobody hears a thing
We're measuring, measuring, measuring
Verse 3
Stacking rulebooks (hey!)
Everyone keeps on talking
Like a high and brittle card city there
Nobody hears a thing
Calling all the engines for their reports
Everyone keeps on talking
What they read in us between the lines they scan
Nobody hears a thing
Shakes us hard, oh man
Everyone keeps on talking
And all the thoughts of the AI
Nobody hears a thing
Press it all into logic
Everyone keeps on talking
Sketching patterns in the heartbeat
Nobody hears a thing, baby
Chorus
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Outro
Everyone keeps on talking
Nobody hears a thing, baby
Everyone keeps on talking
Nobody hears a thing, baby